I write this while sitting in my living room watching the Superbowl. My brother, being the genius that he is, is able to find a way for me to watch the game with American commercials. Besides the horrible HORRIBLE GoDaddy commercials, everything else tried to sell me a different life. Or at least a “better” version of what I have. This got me thinking, and while I don’t claim to be the poster child for being content with with I have, I never understood ridiculous extravagance either.
Disclaimer: these feelings might be left over from watching over priced homes on HGTV.
I keep watching people want bigger houses, and better cars (well the cars thing I can see), but the house thing throws me off. I get that we want the world to know that we’re successful. I also get that people want space to run around, but only in North America have I seen a family of 3 need a house with 2800 sq. ft. That amount of space is enough for 3-4 families in other countries.
I say this, not because I’m judging, but more curious to know why North Americans feel the need to have the bigger version of everything. Major city housing market is slightly different, but that’s partially due to a highly dense population, and low availability of properties/space. What I don’t get is why families in the suburbs need huge properties. Perhaps I notice this because I watch a lot of House Hunters, or perhaps its because I travelled in lived in countries like Brazil, and Sri Lanka. Houses there have 1 sitting room and 1-2 bedrooms if you’re lucky. And you know what? Thats the norm.
There is something to be said about contentment, you know? Like being happy living in a hut in Bali, or a 3 storey walkup in Queens. I’m scared that at some point, I lost my priorities, or at least got them mixed up and started focusing on the wrong things.
Sorry for the sappiness. My best friend’s sister just came back from Nepal, and lived in room the size of a hut for 3 months. The way she describes how happy people were with how little they had makes me want to look at what my goals are. I’m sure the feeling will pass tomorrow, so carry on, folks.
PS. Did anyone else notice that almost all of the superbowl commercials were either about cars, phones, or beer?